User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Rise of the Hordes/@comment-32303-20140807013011/@comment-2246928-20140816024357

Torin Battledog, the younger otter acting as her first mate, leaned out over the rail, peering towards the ship that was mere minutes from them through the whipping surf. "Won't be long yet, Cap'n! We've got these barbarian whelps!" A mole clambered up the rigging, roaring through the gale. "Laaarnd hooooo!"

The two ships suddenly collided with a crash of wood, splinters flying at anything within reach as the spike gouged into the Rapscallion ship. Captain Eilish spun around, looking into the ship now connected with hers with eyes widening. A massive spike was sticking through her brigantine from behind, destroying the tiller and ripping a hole into the back.'' Gut me... Why now? ''The ferret pulled out a longsword, rallying the vermin crew, who were now just as confused and fearful as she was. "Go an' gerrim! There're still more of us!"

Torin looked to Vanora with a smirk, hefting a two-pointed javelin. "Shall we change that, Cap'n?"